Hey Serenity. I know you'll never see this, hell, you've probably forgotten it exists, which is why I'm writing it here.
I guess this is more of a page to pretend I'm talking to you more than anything.

I'm not sure how long I'll update this for, I know it's a stupid thing I do, but I guess that's one thing I've told you to do that I can't do myself.
I can't move on.

I don't really think I told you enough when I knew you, but you were my best friend. I could have a rough day, come home and talk to you, and so much of the stress would go away. Some days now, I'll come home from work and live in the fantasy world where you've texted to play phasmophobia or rainbow.
I know it won't happen though. I know at this point, you probably hate me. And, I don't know if I can pretend I'm okay with that. Because as much as you don't want people to hate you, I don't want you to hate me. I know I'm angry about how everything happened, but even then, it's not angry enough to pretend that I don't care about you.

So, why don't I just reach out? You told me yourself that it wouldn't be the last time we talked, and I know with two buttons you'd reach out again. 

Truth be told, I can't even tell myself why I don't. When Cory asked, originally I told him I never wanted to speak to you again, but that's not even true. Maybe it's my ego, not wanting to reach out for the sole reason that I'd have to admit I miss you, and I hate that. But, even then, that's what this is.

I really, really want to tell you about my life. I want you to be part of it again, even if I know that's nothing but a false hope. So, I guess here, I'll update what I'm doing nowadays, down below.

I unblocked you on discord, and I'm still in Amanda Fagan's server, although I use a different name at this point. I had to leave my old username behind because it reminded me too much of everything that happened. I also go by Lee now. If you read this, and want to talk, I'd love to hear from you again. I'm sorry, for everything. I miss you.

Sincerely,

Lee.